Child rearing isnt as easy as it looks

Dear Suni,
Here is your horoscope
for Saturday, June 30:

Someone’s going to get it when Dad gets home! Oh, wait a minute — you’re actually the one in charge now. But what if you have to take yourself to task? Be gentle. Understand that everyone slips up occasionally.

Hmm… This one is exceptionally true today of all days. It has been rough on the child-front today. It’s all I can do to keep my cool. Every time I get too upset or start yelling, I get crampy. That’s not good, so how am I supposed to communicate to the child in a calm way and get results? I still don’t know. Hopefully, the book that I ordered yesterday will help me to come to a decision on all things. With another kid on the way, I really have to consider all the angles of discipline so that I can get a gameplan, attack, and follow through on a daily basis. I am nearly asleep right now and I still have at the least 4 hours of awake child,a sink full of dishes, a tinkle break for the dog, and one pass with the vacuum left. Prayer is flowing from the pit of my soul right now.


Keeping it tight

My look, that is. I feel a need now more than ever to keep myself looking nice. I plan to continually get my nails done and even get up enough nerve for a pedicure before my pregnancy is done. Last time I must admit I was 4 years younger and didn’t have to work as hard. I had long luxurious hair. I had naturally long nails thanks to the vitamins.

When I got out of labor/delivery I looked like a crackhead. Seriously! I know my labor was long, but could someone have brushed my hair a little before the pictures were taken? LOL! This time, it will be a lot different. I don’t care what I go through, I WILL come out looking fierce…even if I look groggy.

I am documenting my preggo journey on a different journal that I have had since January 2005. I just haven’t used it till now. Bookmark it, RSS it, love it!


Dealing with a 4 year old

and being pregnant is not what I would call fun. He is on edge. I am trying to relax as much as I can. It’s not a good combination. Nap time is horrific. I wish I could take advantage of a leisuretime promotion so I could get another break… I think I am about at the end of my bag of marbles. Honestly, it’s not as easy at many mothers make it look.

I remember when I was younger. I don’t know how my mother rally dealt with 3 young children. My second isn’t even born yet and I am already having issues. I can just picture myself on another plane ride to another tropical spot so I can lounge in an air conditioned hotel ALONE>__>. Yes with a drink in my hand. A virgin something or other… *sigh*


Upgrade: Digital cable and a DVR

I just got my free upgrade to Digital Cable Preferred and a DVR. I got a special from Comcast for it. We are in the process of enjoying all kinds of channels. I LOVE On Demand. *sigh* This will bring our bill up to a whopping 80$ but that wont be for more than 2 months. I hope we can keep it. I miss all my shows. AND NOW I can record them and watch them Later!! Joy and ecstasy.


Digital frames

I have always been fascinated by the prospect of getting a picture frame that shows all the digital pictures that I have taken. I rarely ever print them, so not too many people get to see all the pictures I take of my family. With the family about to expand, it’s got me thinking more about getting a digital photo frame to put on top of the television.

The only problem is the cost. I would love to get a larger frame, but I can’t really afford $200 for that. I could get the 7 inch frame for around $100. I think it’s at least worth that, since it would cost at least 7 times more to print all the photos that I have taken over the last 5 years. They also provide you with a 256MB SD RAM card with the 10 inch frame, so at least the memory would be taken care of for a while. Maybe I will put the pretty ten inch LCD frame on my baby wishlist and see if anyone gets it for me.


crawling out of my skin

I feel like that’s what I’m itching to do. I can’t pinpoint the anxiousness, but it’s totally there. It’s like no matter what I do, it’s not enough of something to make everything right again. I want to yell and scream at someone for something, but who? and for what? I just feel like I am about to explode for no reason. UGH UGH UGH.